'Best Man' draft: The honeymoon, part 2 (Patreon)

Ok so here's part two of the honeymoon chapter. Let me know your thoughts about it. There's one more after this but it's a secret... for now, but not for long. I'm currently editing, proofing, and constructing a cover. And as soon as I'm done you'll be the first to see the finished product.

On day four I wasn’t leaving them alone again. I was done with being excluded while they enjoyed my honeymoon together. So I didn’t go get coffee from the hotel. Instead I just made myself an instant from the complimentary supply in the room, and read a book in bed till the other two were awake.

Josh must have sensed my mood, because when Brian got into the shower after an extended make-out session, Josh said to me, “Hun, I’m sorry I’ve excluded you more than I meant to.”

I didn’t reply. He was going to have to work harder than that.

“I thought maybe we could spend the day together,” he suggested. “Just us, no Brian.”

“Brian won’t go for that.”

“He’s fine. We talked about it already. He’s going to give us a bit of space.”

I was so relieved. I jumped out of my cot and onto the bed, wrapping Josh up in an almost frenzied hug. “Thank you!” I was almost crying. “Thank you baby, I’ve missed you so much.”

I was half-expecting Brian to put a stop to it, part of another cruel joke at my expense. But as surprising as it was, he stuck to his word. Once he was dressed he headed out for the day, kissing Josh and telling me, “You look after him, okay?”

Josh and I headed to the hotel for breakfast. The staff seemed surprised to see us together; I was smug as fuck having them finally see me enjoy a meal with my husband alone.

We went for a walk, then a boat ride, then a swim. All the things I thought we’d be doing together on our honeymoon. Then we sat on the beach on towels on the sand, each reading a book, Josh’s head resting on my chest. Feeling his skin against mine, in the warmth of the sun, I felt like the day couldn’t get any more perfect.

Eventually Josh sat up, and studied me for a second. “I have something for you,” he said.

“What?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

He reached into his bag, the one with his clothes, and fished around for a minute. Then he pulled out the key to my cage, and held it up triumphantly.

“Babe!” I was instantly excited. I felt my dick stir and start to swell. “Does this mean?”

Josh just nodded, and reached for my shorts.

“Babe here?” I asked nervously. “What if people see?”

“Relax. No one’s come by here for over an hour. No one ever comes by this part of the beach. And besides,” he grinned at me with mischief in his eyes, “doesn’t that make it more fun?

He reached into my shorts, and grabbed the padlock. I didn’t protest. He turned the key and I heard the click as the lock released. Slowly Josh slid the cage of my cock, which was already starting to harden enough that it was filling every bit of space in the cage. Then he took out the bar that held the ring together, and I felt the cock ring release its grip from around my scrotum. It felt free, naked. And excited from Josh’s touch.

I leaned over and kissed him. For the first time since our wedding night. He kissed me back. A proper kiss, not an innocent-looking kiss that you do in front of family, but a deep kiss. The kind of kiss that was foreplay.

He wrapped his hand around my dick, and in a second it was fully hard. He just held it, tight, like he was holding a baseball bat or a bicycle handle. I let out a little moan. It was so fucking good to feel him touch me like that.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“Uhuh. Yes.”

“Do you miss it?”

“Yes.”

“Does it feel good to have your husband touch your cock?”

“Yes.”

He moved his hand ever so slightly. I felt my dick pulse. “Do you want to put it inside me?”

“Yes! Please!” I begged. I sounded pathetic.

“You want to fuck me, right here on this beach? Want me to just climb on top of you and ride you till you bust your nut in my ass?”

“Oh god.”

“Do you think I should let you?”

“Please.”

“Do you think you deserve it?”

“Yes!” I whined. “I’ve waited so long…”

“Do you think you could fuck me as well as Brian could?”

My dick pulsed hard at the mention of Brian’s name, even though the question made me feel ashamed. “I could try,” I said meekly.

“Yeah you could try.” He stroked my dick again, just a little. “You could stick your dick in there and poke it around. But I don’t think you could make me cum like Brian could.”

“Please let me fuck you, please!”

“Why should I let you?”

“I’m your husband. It’s our honeymoon.”

He slowly stroked my cock as he thought it over. I felt like I was going to explode.

“I guess you can fuck me,” he said finally.

“Oh thank god.” I put my hand on his ass, slid it under the fabric of his shorts and caressed the area around his hole.

“You can fuck me,” he repeated. “If you tell me why you should have access to my ass over Brian.”

“I’m your husband.”

“You said that already. Tell me why I should want it. Tell me how you’ll fuck me better than he has. Tell me all the things you’re going to do to me that he can’t.”

“I can’t,” I whined.

“What do you mean you can’t?” He stroked my dick again.

“I can’t fuck you like he does.”

“Why not?”

“Don’t make me say it,” I pleaded.

“Say it and I’ll let you have my ass, just this once.”

I couldn’t get the words out.

“Say it.”

I let it out, in a torrent of words. “Because he’s more of a man than I am. Because he’s got a big dick, bigger than mine, and he knows how to use it better than I do. Because he can dominate you and I can’t. Because everything about him, his body, his voice, his attitude, it all makes you horny in ways that I don’t do anymore. Ways that I never did.”

I felt my dick pulse wildly, and Josh tightened his grip. “Keep going,” he told me.

“He’s a man and I’m a pathetic cuckold. I’m never going to satisfy you the way he does.” Saying it made my dick ache with need. I felt the blood coursing through it, felt it pulse in Josh’s tight grip the way it would in my cage. Faster and faster, rushing towards a climax.

Josh smiled. “Okay, you can fuck me now.”

But I felt it coming already. “No, no, no, no!” Josh laughed, because he knew exactly what he’d done to me. I felt my dick spasm uncontrollably in his hand as I ejaculated in my shorts.

Why would he do this to me? I’d thought I was so close to being able to fuck him. But I should have realised I wasn’t close at all.

“You’re welcome!” Josh said as he let go of my deflating dick. “You should go get cleaned up in the water, you can’t go walking round with your shorts full of jizz. Then once you’re clean we’ll get your cage back on.”

*            *            *

When we got back to the room after dinner Brian was already there, sprawled out naked on the bed. Josh bounded in, and jumped onto the bed and into his arms. “Daddy!” He sat astride him, lowering his ass onto Brian’s crotch and kissing him.

“How was your day?” Brian asked.

“Good,” Josh replied. “But I need you to fuck me. Like, right now.”

“Hubby wasn’t up to the job then?” Brian asked.

“Lol, of course not. My ass is untouched, for today at least.”

“Well we’d better fix that then.” Brian picked Josh up, flipped him onto his back, pushed his legs up into the air and plunged his face into Josh’s ass.

I sat there and watched Brian eat Josh out for what seemed like an eternity, before eventually fucking him. As Josh came hands-free he called out, “See, Simon? This is how you do it!”

*            *            *

By our last full day I was feeling pretty over it, to be honest. Every time I looked over at Brian with his hands all over my husband I just wanted him gone, even though it made my dick pulse a little each time.

We mostly hung out by the pool. Well, I mostly hung out by the pool. Josh and Brian were there on and off, but kept disappearing. Mostly they didn’t even tell me where they were going, I’d just look up from my book and discover they were gone. One time though, I saw them walk off together, Brian giving Josh’s ass a squeeze as they walked. And I heard a couple of the other guests muttering to each other. I didn’t catch all of it, but I caught one of them saying, “They just got married, but he’s been fucking his best man ever since.”

We ate dinner together, and went for a walk along the beach afterwards. Even though I was feeling jealous, and annoyed, and just tired of Brian, I still thought it was nice. And I felt a little bad for Josh — for both Josh and me, to be fair — knowing that his fantasy was almost over. Tomorrow we’d be going back to our lives, and Brian would be going back to his. And his new job would mean his regular visits would be a thing of the past. It would be hard for Josh, because it was obvious beyond a doubt that he’d caught feelings for Brian. But it was probably for the best, because this was all starting to get a little out of hand.

As we walked back, Josh took me aside. “Hey babe,” he said, “could you do me a favour? Could you go on ahead, so I can have a little time with Brian? We’ll meet you back at the hut.”

I obliged, and hurried on ahead while they stayed behind. I didn’t go straight back to the hut though. I got far enough to be pretty sure they wouldn’t see, and then I headed up into the dunes so I could watch from a distance.

There on the beach I watched them strip their clothes off. They sunk to their knees in the wet sand by the water’s edge, and although I couldn’t quite make out the detail I could tell they were kissing. Then Josh was in Brian’s lap, facing him, bucking up and down as they made love on the beach. The tide must have been coming in; little waves washed into shore around them, soaking them, but they didn’t seem to notice. They had each other and that was the only thing that seemed to matter.

I got up from my vantage point, and headed back to the hut. It felt wrong to watch. This was their moment.